Chapter 36 "I happen to know a few places that are suitable for her"
At night, the museum lost its usual cheerful atmosphere and became silent and depressing.
Not only were the models in the display window silent, but Stan, who was usually the noisiest, was lying listlessly in front of the door, sobbing and looking at the man behind the service desk who had been silent since he entered.
Putting the cigarette butt in his hand out in the ashtray, Lango rubbed his face tiredly.
He had been smoking all night, but he still couldn't figure out a way to deal with Emma.
Deceiving yourself and others into thinking that she already knew her mistake, just pretending that nothing happened?
Please, this little girl is an out-and-out bad guy. The number of lives lost to her can almost be counted on the palm of one hand. If you put her in a normal school, she might kill many innocent people.
Lange couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought that he was worried that she would be bullied before.
So, hand it over to the police?
Not to mention that she did not have any substantive evidence, and even if the police convicted her, according to New York State law, Emma would not even take legal proceedings at her young age.
Even if they are sent to court for trial, at most they will be sent to training schools, youth rehabilitation centers and other correctional institutions with the color of imprisonment.
It's not that he doesn't trust these institutions, but he feels that rather than being sent there, it would be better to physically correct it himself.
Even the idea of killing her with one shot flashed through his mind.
Teddy quietly observed from the side, and after noticing the inner struggle and contradiction of his good brother Rango, he couldn't help but explain: "Don't think too much, buddy, it seems that Emma's attitude of admitting her mistake before was fake, so why not start with Let’s do this.”
"Let's do this first?"
After hearing this, Lange immediately pointed at Emma, who was sleeping soundly on a bench not far away, and said seriously: "Look at her, from killing her father to attacking you, which time was she not planning carefully? With such a deep scheming, Do you really believe she will sincerely admit her mistakes and repent?"
"Also," he paused for a moment, becoming even more excited, "Sending her to school like this is different from sending wolves into the flock? If she killed a few drug dealers or gangsters, I might She will also lament that there are successors to the Wen family, but she only dares to attack innocent people! How can I trust her and leave her alone?"
Teddy shrugged helplessly, and he would just send the girl back to the orphanage according to his idea.
But judging from Lango's appearance, he must have made up his mind to keep an eye on her and would not let Emma out to harm anyone again.
"Well, well, well~ (look~)"
Just when Lange was feeling depressed, a burst of hearty and slightly joking laughter came from the stairwell.
The only man in the museum who was free to come out for air, Father Gabriel Amos, chewed his cigar and walked over like a gangster.
"I've never seen this kind of tangled expression on the face of that old guy Anderson. Are you really his grandson? Didn't you just bring him here?"
After hearing the joke, Lango waved his hands helplessly and said: "Father, I'm not in the mood to joke now. Just do as you like and don't disturb me."
Seeing this, Father Amos stopped his smile, his eyes fell on Emma, he shook his head slightly, and sighed: "Another child chosen by the devil is indeed quite troublesome."
Lango was stunned when he heard this, then stood up suddenly, stared at him and asked: "What did you just say?"
Amos did not immediately respond to Lango's question, but slowly approached Emma, stared at her deeply, and then said in an unquestionable tone:
"This huge malice is not something that normal people can possess. If I guessed correctly, has her mother passed away?"
"That's right", Lange came over quickly, "My sister died due to dystocia when giving birth to her. And what do you mean by the devil you just said?" Looking at the anxious Lange in his eyes, Amos thought for a moment. After the meeting, he still told the truth:
"This is a demonic sacrificial ritual. Even if her biological mother does not die in childbirth, she will die unexpectedly in the next few years, and the child chosen by it will inevitably die from the moment she dies. Amplify one of the seven deadly sins, either jealousy or arrogance."
"And in the future, various abilities that are beyond ordinary people will even awaken."
"So, what's the price of all this?" Lango's voice was calm and heavy.
Amos showed a hint of surprise, and then replied: "The price is to become a puppet of the devil, lose yourself, and be at its mercy."
After hearing this, Lange was silent for a moment, then turned to Teddy, forcing a forced smile on his lips: "Look, it turns out Emma is not what we thought, she was supposed to be a good girl, I knew it. I Just know that my sister’s child will never be a bad seed.”
However, this self-comfort was quickly replaced by the anger brought by the truth. Lango's smile slowly faded, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Then...which devil who messed with Fake did this? thing?"
"Use my sister as a sacrifice just to cultivate a puppet?!"
Amos did not shy away and answered directly, "As far as I know, in my later years, there was a big demon in hell who was selecting leaders for his future legion, and his approach was similar to the situation Emma encountered. Very similar."
"Who?!" Rango asked.
Amos glanced at him and then spoke slowly, "He should be an old acquaintance of yours - the yellow-eyed devil."
After hearing what he said, Lange was stunned and then laughed angrily, "I knew it. It's this bastard again! He not only harmed my parents, but also my sister."
"Don't be impulsive Lango," Amos tried to comfort him, "His power is beyond your imagination, and I don't think you need to be too impatient. That guy has many enemies in hell, and he might be killed by someone else one day. Kill the big devil"
"Put your hopes of revenge on others?"
Lange sneered, determination flashing in his eyes: "This is not the way our Wen family behaves."
The feeling of being happy because she knew Emma was not born a bad person was now filled with hatred.
"I admire your courage, but you are still far from ready to deal with him now."
Amos patted Lango on the shoulder, his eyes full of concern and admonition, "Acting impulsively will only put you in a more dangerous situation, don't be reckless."
Lango's eyes passed over Amos. He could understand that Amos was not optimistic about him, but Lango knew it very well.
As long as the system's progress bar can be kept full, even if he is a big devil, he will one day be able to personally avenge his family.
"What about Emma?" He changed the subject: "Is there any way you can seal her amplified malice?"
Amos pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head regretfully.
"The most ideal way is to go to the Vatican and ask for the Pope's blessing and blessing. However, because of your grandfather, I think the Vatican will not welcome you."
Just when Lango was disappointed, the old man changed the topic again, "However, I happen to know a few other places suitable for this child to go."
"Believe me," the old man blinked and said seriously, "For Emma, being chosen by the devil is not necessarily a bad thing."
(End of chapter)